Love is the touch that renders me still,
And Love is the hunger that I cannot fill,
Love is the kindling that feeds a wild fire,
And Love is the flame that reaches up higher.
Love is the scent of an apple blossom tree,
And love is the flower that you open in me,
Love is the daisy that is linked by a chain,
And love is the sunshine that comes before rain.
Love is the breath that is whispered on skin,
And love is the blood that simmers within,
Love is the heat of the passion beneath,
And love is the wanting that I cannot sheath.
Love is the melee that rages for peace,
And love is the prisoner that yearns for release,
Love is the conflict that fights as we mate,
And love is the soldier whose battle I sate.
Love is the essence of all that we share,
And love is my reason to think that you care,
Love is the words that still lay unspoken,
And love is the wish for just a small token.
Love is the ache that I carry inside,
And love is the struggle I have with my pride.
Love is the one thing I know you wonβt give,
And love is the reason that makes me forgive.
I love reading your poetry
Ahh, thank you. That really means a lot, especially as I’m still new to it π
You’re a natural.
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That’s really lovely, Helen.
Thank you, that means a lot coming from you π
I did. I was going to be my cheeky self, but it was too good and stopped me π
And I was listening to ‘that’s the way love goes’ by Janet Jackson on my headphones which fit it great too.
Truly lovely!
Thank you π
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I’m really enjoying your poems, and this one was lovely!
Thank you, poetry’s my drug of choice at the minute. Its my writing fix while I struggle with motivation for my book. Although if I stopped writing poetry I might get more of the book done, lol π
Excellent. π
You have a real talent for poetry. I’m looking forward to reading more of your posts.
Ahh, thank you. I wrote my very 1st poem in July (I think) and it just seems to have snowballed from there. π
I’m glad you did….your poetry is beautiful.